Daddy was playing football and I told you to go poke him. You walked over to him and went *bleh*. I cracked up. I said, "No, poke him with your finger". You walked over to him, grabbed his finger and went *bleh*. I tried one other time to explain, which failed...so I took your finger and showed you I meant to poke him, not puke on him. :)
Also, I said I felt a little pukey. You said, "I pookey too".
